Chapter 96 Interlude꞉ Soothing the Evil Dragon’s Bloodline – Yaten, Part ②
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Yaten lay back on the futon, her pregnant belly curving gracefully, a vision of fertility’s divine charm. Her body, brimming with vibrant energy, radiated a voluptuous allure, her full breasts blooming with dark flowers and dripping with White Nectar.
Once a femme fatale, she had transformed into a mother, her primal femininity awakening a power to captivate any mate. Her swollen belly, like a radiant pearl, seemed to cradle the very mystery of life, evoking a divine reverence.
”Master… please, soothe me and my little one with your finest touch,” Yaten said, her voice sultry and commanding.
Her face melted with passion, a female in the throes of desire. She spread her arms wide, beckoning her mate with a sensual grace.
Her golden eyes, wide and gleaming with fierce longing, shimmered with Desire. Her breasts, adorned with dark blooms, spilled White Nectar, and she flaunted her pregnant belly to emphasize the life within.
The unborn child stirred, its excitement echoing through her, as if the mother and child of the world-destroying Evil Dragon were utterly enthralled. Her honeyed lips parted, ready to welcome her mate, but a flicker of restraint crossed her mind.
If the act risked the tiny life within, no amount of passion could override her care. A single thrust of the Magic Spear (T/N: A symbolic weapon of power and virility) might be bearable for Yaten, an Evil Dragon, but to her unborn child, it was a dangerous force.
”Just stroke my belly gently, then,” the Master said, his tone firm yet caring.
”You could nudge it a little,” Yaten replied, her voice teasing. “I know you’d never misjudge the strength, Master. It’s absolutely impossible.”
”No insertion into the inside,” he insisted. “If I nudge, it’ll be soft, just a tap on your belly.”
Yaten chuckled, a sultry sound.
”A pity, but it proves how much you cherish me and my little one. So, use that mighty Mana Rod to soothe us, Mother and Daughter of the Evil Dragon.”
To ease the Magic Spear, he rested it against Yaten’s swollen belly.
The warm, soft flesh pulsed with life, and the unborn child thrummed with excitement, sensing its father’s presence. A gentle rub on her protruding navel drew a sweet moan from Yaten, as if drunk on the sensation.
”You’re rubbing the seed from the tip into my belly,” she gasped. “Oh, this… this is perfect for the little one’s upbringing!”
He wielded the Magic Spear like a brush, painting her belly with the White Seed of desire.
The tip glided over her curves with the care of touching glass, drenching the unborn child in vibrant Miasma. The child reveled in the treat, its joy palpable through the womb.
A light tap sent the unborn child’s movements soaring, as if it felt the Magic Spear‘s absolute power and reached a peak of delight.
It’s enthralled, Yaten thought, her belly trembling slightly as the child pressed closer, hesitant to pull away. The child’s obsession with its father’s presence was almost fanatical, its tiny dragon horn nudging against the belly as if pledging loyalty.
”Those little bumps… her horns are pressing,” the Master said, curious. “Is my presence that captivating?”
Yaten’s eyes gleamed.
”To a child of the Evil Dragon’s blood, your Mana Rod is the ultimate symbol of power. Of course she’s enchanted.”
”Then I’ll tap a few more times,” he said. “Gently, so it absolutely doesn’t harm the child.”
He aimed the Magic Spear‘s tip at her rounded belly, tapping lightly as if knocking. Each touch dimpled her skin, and the sensation of connecting with the tiny life sparked joy.
The unborn child’s thoughts burst with ecstasy, reaching a climax of delight as it rubbed its dragon horn against the Magic Spear, conveying a fierce longing and romantic devotion.
She’s lost in worship, Yaten thought, sensing the child’s fervor. It was as if the child begged for favor through absolute submission.
”She’s mad with love!” Yaten gasped, her voice trembling. “Oh, Master, you wicked man! To make her heart fall so deeply before she’s even born… you’ve taught her true happiness!”
The unborn child’s climax resonated directly with Yaten, shaking even the spirit of an Evil Dragon.
The boundless longing and romantic devotion drowned her in ecstasy, her cunning beauty melting under the intensity. Her face glowed with heavenly joy, her soul captive to the man before her.
”She’s begging me for more,” Yaten murmured. “She craves your mighty Mana Rod…”
”Then I’ll give her a feast,” the Master replied. “A dose of my seed should sate that greedy heart you passed down, right?”
”Yes!” Yaten cried, her voice breaking with joy. “The moment she sensed your seed, her thoughts exploded like a storm of bliss. It’s… it’s too much for my heart to bear!”
Mother and daughter, bound by the Evil Dragon’s blood, were wholly conquered by the Magic Spear.
Yaten, swayed by her child’s climax, prepared to accept her mate’s soothing touch. She pressed her radiant belly against the Magic Spear, her fingers entwining with it, stroking as if polishing a sacred relic.
Using White Nectar and seed as a lubricant, her skilled hands and belly delivered a breathtaking sensation.
The pressure of her palm and the pulsing of her belly, coupled with the unborn child’s movements, created a decadent stimulation. The warm, enveloping touch through the womb was a rare intimacy, a honeymoon of sensation no ordinary moment could match.
”Darling…” Yaten purred, a mischievous grin spreading. “Can you feel it? Our little one’s giving you a kiss.”
The slight dip in Yaten’s swollen belly marked where the Magic Spear (T/N: A symbolic weapon of power and virility) rested, a groove that hinted at the deep bond with the womb. Even the unborn child’s gentle Service sent faint tremors of sensation through her, vivid and undeniable. The little one, striving as a devoted Papa’s Daughter, reached out to please her father.
Mimicking her mother’s deft fingers, she pressed tiny kisses, pouring her heart into every touch. She’s trying so hard, Yaten thought, her heart swelling. Realizing she couldn’t match her mother’s skill, the child expressed her love directly, body and soul. With every kiss offered to the Magic Spear—the symbol of her father’s absolute power—she bared her hidden longing and romantic passion without restraint.
”What a fiery little one,” Yaten said, chuckling softly. “To express her feelings so openly!”
”She’s a straightforward daughter,” the Master replied, his voice warm with pride. “To show such blazing emotion so honestly… it’s incredible.”
Yaten and I forgot our soothing ritual for a moment, captivated by the unborn child’s fervent devotion. Each heartfelt kiss pierced straight to my soul, a thought so powerful it resonated with Yaten too.
As mother and child shared their bond, Yaten’s face softened with affection, watching her daughter’s efforts. The tiny stimulation—like a tickle from delicate fingers—stirred the Magic Spear‘s intensity, building its climax with unyielding certainty.
”You’ve earned a reward for your effort,” I said. “I’ll shower you with a feast of treats!”
”With just her kisses, she’s stirred your Mana Rod,” Yaten teased, her voice trembling with delight. “Oh, this child… her future is something to behold!”
The supreme moment arrived for Papa’s Daughter. The unborn child, swept into the heights of climax, basked in heavenly joy.
As her father’s potent White Seed anointed her mother’s radiant belly, its searing heat surged through the womb, igniting an explosion of bliss that knew no bounds. Savoring the nectar-like treat, the child reveled in her first Service, her thoughts shimmering with ecstatic delight.
Drenched in the climax’s, Yaten bared a sensual expression, her face that of a captivated female. The Papa’s Daughter’s climax roared with a depth beyond the abyss, reaching the heavens, its force so overwhelming it could topple even a world-destroying Evil Dragon with mere thoughts.
Clutching her pregnant belly, Yaten collapsed onto the futon in surrender, overcome. Bathed in White Seed and steeped in desire, the earth mother goddess gazed at me, her eyes still wild with the aftershocks of ecstasy.
”Brace yourself for this child’s passion,” Yaten said, her voice a sultry warning. “Her love for you, Master, is fierce enough to drive even me to madness.”
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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